He almost gave in to the urge to bury his face in her downy privates, but instead continued to remove her stocking.He almost gave in to the urge to bury his face in her downy privates, but instead continued to remove her stocking. This time however, he did not release her foot to the floor. He slid the silky nylon down her leg and let the motion of her toes and the fabric being swished over his scrotum to excite him further, as he explored the possibilities of how the black and pink bustier was to be removed. Finally, he discovered a pink ribbon at the center front that looked like it could be untied, and putting her foot back to the floor, leaned forward and concentrated on this puzzle. His large hands fumbled with the tiny ribbon but managed to untie it, and then free the laces down the front of the garment. Eventually, the garment was loosened enough to allow it to slide off with his help, and she stepped out of it, leaving the small pile of black and pink lace on the floor. He cupped a breast in each hand, and brushed his thumbs across her nipples. She thrust herself toward him, and began kissing his neck, his chin, his mouth. |